Jaime Samms Is Joining In The Countdown To GRL Fun With A Giveaway!

Usually when one thinks of writers, one thinks of those quietly brilliant people alone in a cluttered office churning out inscrutable prose.

Or, you know, something like that. Quiet people who don’t get out much. I bet eight out of ten writers will tell you they are introverted and prefer their own company to trying to figure out how small talk works.

It’s stage fright is all it is, really. For me, it’s knowing I can, with relative ease, string together thousands and thousands of words, on the page, and they all make sense and are entertaining, at least to a few other people, while also being convinced there is no way I could possibly do the same in front of a real, live person. Never mind many people.
So the thought of doing so at GayRomLit is sort of a little bit terrifying.

Much like how Lenny feels about going on stage without Damian, now that he’s been kicked out of the band. He can play a mean guitar, He writes music people want to hear. But get up in front of a crowd without Damian? How about rip his fingernails off, one by one instead? I know. You’d never expect a rock star to suffer from stage fright, but then, no one ever expected Lenny to be harbouring as many secrets about his past, about his life with Damian, as he has, either. Wading through all those lies and unspoken truths is what his book is all about.

(Luckily, I have no deep dark past to wade through. Just crippling fear of people in general. I’m sure hoping there will be lots of folks around to hold my hand through it all!)

And if you want to know more about Lenny, here’s his Blurb and an Excerpt:

Lenny Stevens was the lead guitarist of the up-and-coming grunge band Firefly until he crossed the line with the band’s lead singer. Now he’s faced with the impossible task of rebuilding his life without the music that had kept him together. Struggling with his fear and rage, he creates the same damaging patterns in his relationship with his lover, Vance Ashcroft.

Vance knows that Lenny is the submissive meant for him. He is convinced he can save Lenny from his demons and puts faith in his ability. But when Len’s temper leads to him physically hurting Vance and destroying property, both men realize Len’s issues are too big for them to work through alone.

Seeking the help of the people who know Len best, Vance invites his former bandmates to the ranch for Len’s belated birthday party. Together, they try to create a safe haven for Len to come apart and, hopefully, rearrange himself into a man who can live with his past and create a future worth having.

Len squirmed deeper into his chair, as if he could weasel out from under her gaze. “Bigger than me, yeah. So?” So wasn’t everyone bigger than him? Hell, Lenore, with her safe little flats and prim, comforting office wear, was bigger than he was.

“So you go for big guys.”

“Sure. I guess.” Trev wasn’t that big. Tall, but hella skinny.

“Why?” Her question knocked thoughts of Trevor away.

“What the fuck does it matter? You’re supposed to be trying to help me figure shit out with Vance. What has that got to do with Ace? He’s dead anyway.”

“I’m here for you, Len. If Vance is good for you, fine. But I’m here to help you figure out you.”

Len stared at her. He could feel the tearing inside again, imagine his rib cage splitting in two, blood and guts spilling out onto her nice, geometric-pattered rug.

Vance kept him together.

“Tell me what you’re thinking,” she said.

Len looked out the window at the skyline. Which part? The macabre belief his entire being was slowly ripping apart? Or the certain knowledge only Vance could hold him tight enough to keep him in one piece?

“No is not an option, Mr. Stevens.”

“You’d think I’m crazy.”

She smiled, and it was a kind, understanding expression. One that said, That’s why you’re here, without making it an insult or a judgment.

“You ever hear that Adam Lambert song? ‘Underneath’?”

“I quite like Adam.” She wrote a brief note on her pad. “Do you think that song applies to you?”

He shrugged, caught himself even as she pursed her lips in disapproval, and let out a snarl. “Only the bloody, screaming bits.”

True to form, she didn’t flinch. “Not the part about inviting someone to see that in you?”

Len clamped his lips shut.

“Do you think you’re the only one to feel this way, Mr. Stevens?”

“Well, I didn’t write the song, so probably not, no.”

“Whoever did write the song found a healthy outlet.”

“Goody for them.”

“So it’s not impossible.”

I have an outlet.

He wanted to say it.

I have Vance, only he doesn’t want….

The wet, ripping sound that came next proved to be a groan from Len’s lips. It wasn’t his heart separating from his body. It only felt that way.

About the Author: Jaime has been writing for various publishers since the fall of 2008, although she’s been writing for herself far longer. Often asked why men; what’s so fascinating about writing stories about men falling in love, she’s never come up with a clear answer. Just that these are the stories that she loves to read, so it seemed to make sense if she was going to write, they should also be the stories she wrote.

These days, you can find plenty of free reading on her website. She also writes for Freya’s Bower, Loveyoudivine Alterotica, Pink Petal Books, Dreamspinner Press and Total E-Bound.

Spare time, when it can be found rolled into a ball at the back of the dryer or cavorting with the dust bunnies in the corners, she’s probably spending reading, drawing, gardening (weather permitting, of course, since she is Canadian!) or watching movies. Well. She has a day job or two, as well, and two kids, but thankfully, also a wonderful husband who shoulders more than his fair share of household and child care responsibilities.

She graduated some time ago from college with a Fine Arts diploma, with a major in textile arts, which basically qualifies her to draw pictures and create things with string and fabric. One always needs an official slip of paper to fall back on after all….

I’m a bit of an introvert, too. I definitely prefer staying home and reading to going out and interacting with people I don’t know. Good luck at GRL. The books sounds very interesting. Thanks for the giveaway.

I’m definitely one of those introverts, even if I’m not a writer. The first conference (not GRL) I went to, I had a random person come up and “adopt” me, and the next thing I knew I was making friends and having fun! People can be so amazing, really.

I am a natural introvert and for a number of years, when I was at middle/high school, I refused (a majority of the time) to talk and just spent most of my time writing and reading (or my face hidden in/by a book – now I use a Kindle to do that ha). After college I went to work in a library and then I decided to boost my confidence by training to become a teacher. It was not an easy transition, as my school time experiences were not good, but I found happiness teaching and working with special needs students.

I have recently enjoyed reading Jaime’s book ‘The Foster Family’, while not giving any of the story away it is about communication and finding your niche in life either in your career or in your choice of partner(s). There is much more to the story than this, but I would recommend reading it, as long as you don’t mind reading about polyamorous relationships, as it is a fair price and has a decent number of pages for a good read and character/story development